Leaf peepers and the house on the hill

Our colorful baby forest with Don's house on the hill behind

The best view on the planet :)

It's difficult to get good fall color in Florida, so they had to come north. B&E, Hub's brother and his wife, came up for a short visit.

We took them up to the house on the hill just in case they wanted to purchase a summer home. (What's the opposite of a snowbird?)

Our favorite neighbor, Don on the Hill, passed away in January. He left no will, so now his family is doing their best to settle his estate. The house is just now in the process of being cleared out to put up for sale.

I truly miss my neighbor and all the afternoons we spent with Woody and Cyrus and his dog Bandit. Don and I would have a beer and take in the most amazing view while the pooches would run wild. Woody got into the most trouble—dragging back dead unrecognizable flat things for Don, disappearing into the woods and coming back with a cut on his ear shaking blood all over the place—lots of fun stuff...

And Tim and I would go to his house every year for Don's birthday on Christmas Eve.

We miss you, Neighbor! Christmas Eve will never be the same.